Chapter 522

"Zhou DongZhuo." Zhou Dongyi waved to Zhou DongZhuo,

"Why?"

"I'm going to call the Cultural Relics Bureau immediately, and you should contact all departments of the company quickly to make them ready. If this is really Cao Xueqin's cemetery, the company must take advantage of this hot spot to publicize. At that time, this land will be donated to the country without money."

"No money?" Zhou DongZhuo looked at Zhou Dongyi in shock and asked, "did you lose too much?"

"No loss." Zhou Dongyi turned his back to Fang Ze and hugged Zhou DongZhuo. Then the two brothers whispered, "We donate the land, but there are conditions. After this, we must build the memorial hall and become a tourist attraction. We must negotiate with the government about this piece, and the project must be handed over to us. Then there must be some shops around the memorial hall, and we must get some of it. Also, didn't you talk with the surrounding farmers about contracting the land nearby before, and quickly pay a high price to finalize the contract before the news was leaked Come on. These are big projects that make money, and we will get back in a few years. "

"What if this is not Cao Xueqin's cemetery?" Zhou DongZhuo hesitated. "The land price near the imperial capital is not cheap. If it is not, we will lose a lot."

"Trust the master, rest assured." Zhou Dongyi patted Zhou DongZhuo on the head.

"I'm not a child anymore. Don't pat me on the head." Zhou DongZhuo shook his head and complained to Zhou Dongyi, "I've heard so much that my skull hurts. I asked you to come to the company as an assistant to help me deal with the company's affairs. You didn't come, and now you're BB."

"Hehe, being your assistant is to play games with you. If you grow up, you won't be my stupid brother."

Zhou DongZhuo and Zhou Dongyi were busy. Fang Ze stood alone in front of the cemetery, seemingly studying the tombstone. In fact, he used the force to separate the land covered on the surface of the coffin a little, and then used the force to send the complete ancient books of the red chamber to Cao Kai's bones through the already dilapidated coffin.

After Fang Ze finished all this, the archaeological team sent by the Cultural Relics Bureau arrived late at night. Unlike Fang Ze's idea that the team would be led by several respected old people, all the people sent by the cultural relics bureau were young people who looked no more than 30 years old.

"Who called to say that Cao Xueqin's grave had been found?" A young man came over and asked the people present.

"It's me." Zhou DongZhuo walked up, introduced his identity, and said what happened.

Of course, in Zhou DongZhuo's mouth, the reason why Cao Xueqin's tomb can be found this time is purely because of an accident during construction.

Zhou Dongzhong naturally knows that if people who fight against these cultural relics say something like ghost dreams, they will definitely be regarded as crazy.

"How come there are only a few young people." Fang Ze came over at this time, looked at the people sent by the Cultural Relics Bureau and frowned.

"Are you?" A little girl who looked like she had just graduated from college saw Fang Ze coming to culture. She wanted to say that you didn't look as big as me, but she thought about it and resisted.

"This is our special advisor." Zhou DongZhuo hurriedly introduced Fang Ze's identity.

Special adviser?

The young people present turned their heads to Fang Ze. Naturally, it's not easy to become a special consultant of a company that builds a fake village near the capital, so I'm surprised by Fang Ze's age.

"Our bureau of cultural relics received your call and attached great importance to this discovery. However, it happened to be Saturday today, and many people were resting at home, so we sent a few of us first. If it is confirmed that the situation is true, experts will come to check it at that time."

The young man said politely, but Fang Ze understood what was going on as soon as he heard it.

Cao Xueqin is very poor in front of him, which determines that his grave will not be too large, even exactly like ordinary people.

In this case, it is very difficult to distinguish whether it is Cao Xueqin's tomb or not. Because the economic strength of the Cao family represents that Cao Xueqin's coffin has very few or no funerary objects at all.

So we can only rely on the tombstone to simply judge our identity.

But unless the tombstone is engraved with his life, it is very, very difficult to make others think it is Cao Xueqin's tomb just by name.

Moreover, the cultural relics bureau does not believe that just a few laymen working on the construction site can judge whether this is Cao Xueqin's purpose. So in order to avoid a trip in vain, only a few young employees from the Bureau were sent here.

You deserve your good luck. You can get this credit lying down.

Fang Ze shook his head to guide these young people.

"Cao Xueqin's cemetery is here."

"Elder martial brother, look at the tombstone." The girl who spoke with Fang Ze ran to the front of the tombstone, put on a mask and gloves, gently brushed the soil off the tombstone, and then turned to the man who led the team.

"It's really a bit like Cao Xueqin's cemetery." The man looked at Fang Ze suspiciously as he spoke.

Up to now, he still doubts whether these people forged this tombstone and made a fake Cao Xueqin in order to achieve some goals.

However, young people are full of energy.

Because Fang Ze and his team have basically dug out the coffin before, the archaeological team on site only needs to use tools to carefully open the museum.

The coffin was made of wood, which was already rotten and had no research value. Therefore, although it was almost dark, the young people opened the coffin.

Indeed, there was no identified funerary object in the coffin, which disappointed the archaeologists for a while.

This means that it will be very difficult to judge whether the person lying is Cao Xueqin.

Anyone who is an archaeologist of toutie studies loves this industry from the bottom of his heart. After all, the cultural relics bureau that stayed in the imperial capital as soon as he graduated must have graduated from a famous school. If he studied other industries, there would be a lot of room for development. Only archaeology is purely a lifetime salary.

"There seem to be some books here."

Just when everyone was disappointed, the girl found the book Fang zesai had entered.

"Take it out carefully." The leading young man suddenly changed color.

Whose coffin will be buried with books?

There are no other funerary objects, only books?

Thinking of Cao Xueqin's expectation that the dream of Red Mansions would be banned by the government, it goes without saying what this book is.

Several people Xiaoxin took out the book and looked at the page.

Stone!

"Master, brother!" The girl carefully took out the last book, opened it, and then cried with joy, "it's the whole book!"